Jared Mees & The Grown Children — Slabtown (Friday Night) lyrics

Lyrics

What you’re saying when you say to me
What you’re saying when you say to me
You want to go back home
What you’re saying when you say to me
What you’re saying when you say to me
Is you want to be alone
So you want to tell me what you’re doing on a Friday night wearing pants that
fit so tight so far from home
So you want to tell me what you’re doing on a Friday night wearing pants that
fit so tight so far from home
And on the 300 mile drive, all you had was the high five behind your eyes
A built in lullaby that grew to a crescendo as you rolled down the windows and
made your fingers fly
Holy rollers screaming in your ear
What the hell are you doing here so far from home?
As you’re silently screaming back
As you’re silently screaming back, «I just can’t be alone.»
So you want to tell me what you’re doing on a Friday night wearing pants that
fit so tight so far from home
So you want to tell me what you’re doing on a Friday night wearing pants that
fit so tight so far from home
And on the 300 mile drive, all you had was the high five behind your eyes
A looped in lullaby that grew to a crescendo as you rolled down the windows and
let your fingers fly
While the greens of your eyes and the grays from the skies start to blend
And I see that this love or the illusion of was just pretend
So you want to tell me what you’re doing on a Friday night wearing pants that
fit so tight so far from home
So you want to tell me what you’re doing on a Friday night wearing pants that
fit so tight so far from home
So you want to tell me what you’re doing on a Friday night wearing pants that
fit so tight so far from home
So you want to tell me what you’re doing on a Friday night wearing pants that
fit so tight so far from home